Before mercury, my blood used to fill thermometers.

Friday, January 11, 2013

My whole life is like a picture of a sunny day.

This week, for the first time, I got to be in an office full of writers and editors. On this day, I heard more sports talk than I ever have in any office in my life. I also - later, elsewhere - made an ironic joke to someone wearing clashing plaids and listening to Neutral Milk Hotel that did not land. These are not judgments, I see that I've just been wrong about everything. Also after a week of doing nothing but watching Louie, it was unsettling - but everything was unsettling.

2013 has been kind. It feels old for its age. I interviewed Hope Adela Pasztor and now that I get to hang out in the MakeSpace - about which I am finishing an article and a series of interviews - I've gotten everything transcribed and am enjoying a level of productivity that is really exciting. Hope was an ideal interviewee. The MakeSpace is an ideal office. I'm by no means ahead of myself on my work, see previous paragraph and its reference to Louie.

I'm so happy Kate Durbin enjoyed my review of her chapbook, Kept Women. I'd say BUY IT but all the copies have homes. Maybe reading my review at Anobium will ease the ambient disappointment, but no guarantees. I loved the book and it's one of my favorite things I've read lately. I get really into form and I know it. I love how much Kept Women let me in and enabled me to go to all these weird places in a small, self-contained text. Also loved: the language of sales to a character that is all ready sold. The marketing in this book is so sharp and illumines what is so weird and at work when one is facilitating the fulfillment of another's fantasies and making way for something that is potentially evil.

Girls, season two, premiers on Sunday. See post title.

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